made myself presentable.
I brushed my thinning hair into a soft twist, put on my wine-red lipstick, and buttoned my coat all the way to the chin. The same coat as always. I don’t usually chase nostalgia, but this is different.
This is a ritual.
It takes me about 15 minutes to walk to Marigold’s Diner now. I used to do it in seven. It’s not far—just three continue reading …
